Kate Chopin She was moved by a kind of commiseration... a pity for that colorless existence which never uplifted its possessor beyond the region of blind contentment, in which no moment of anguish ever visited her soul, in which she would never have the taste of life's delirium.
Leslie Stephen Poe is a kind of Hawthorne and delirium tremens.
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Kate Chopin
Leslie Stephen